Lyrics:

Nearly fell down a basement floor asI weaved my way through the well dressed crowdsIn search of you.I took hope from the saxophone thoughHer mouth grew cold she still blew outA symphony. . .The scene is familiar. I look again.When I came here with you before it was different.I saw beauty in this wasted landI smelt roses in the undergroundI saw a future when you were around.But now it's over.Through the darkness I called your nameAs the friendly faces mode their wayT0 see the game.Someone stopped me and asked the wayI shrugged and smiled but she glared at meImpatiently.The amercan waitress still knows your nameWhen I came here with you before it was different.I saw beauty in this wasted landI smelt roses in the undergroundI saw a future when you were aroundBut now it's over.You'll always haunt me.